It's the first day of senior year. All she has to do is get through this year and then she can leave this dead end town.
She drives to school that morning and it's the first time since her night with Puck that she has been alone. So naturally he is all she can think about. She shakes her head to rid any thoughts of him. After all she was never going to see him again.
'So, are you ready to tell us where you really went at the party?' Santana said approaching the blonde with Brittany.
'I went home.' Quinn replied. 'I've told you this.'
'But we're waiting for you to tell the the truth.' Brittany added. 'Lying is bad.'
'I'm not lying.'
'Look Q, if you left with that guy. We won't judge you.' Santana said.
'I didn't.' Quinn insisted.
'Who? The guy with the Mohawk. He was hot.'
Quinn sighed. 'Then you can track him down and sleep with him yourself.'
'Someone's jealous.' Santana said.
The three girls walked into their Spanish and took their regular seats at the back.
'Jealous over some guy, that I'm never going to see again? I don't think so.' Quinn said retrieving her books from her bag.
'I wouldn't be so sure about that Q.' Brittany said.
The blonde furrowed her brow and looked up. She inhales a sharp breath when she sees Puck at the door. So much for never seeing him again.
'Someone please pinch me.' Quinn said lowly. Brittany goes to pinch the blonde but Santana stops her.
The blonde puts her head on the desk and prays that he didn't see her.
'You did sleep with him didn't you?'
'Keep your voice down.' Quinn said sitting up straight. 'Fine. I did. I didn't think I'd ever see him again.'
Both Santana and Brittany's eyes widened. They were only teasing, they didn't actually think she slept with him.
'You lost your virginity to some guy you hardly know.'
'I wanted to get it over and done with. I didn't want to be the last one standing.' Quinn said.
'He's looking at you Q.' Brittany said lowly.
The blonde made eye contact with him and he sent her a wink. She quickly looked at the desk.
'Everyone this is Noah Puckerman.' Mr Schue said to the class. Quinn kept her head down and flinched when she heard him speak.
'Call me Puck.'
The Latina gasped. 'You lost your virginity to a guy called Puck.'
'Kill me now.' The blonde said putting her face in her hands.
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The princess and the player
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